Chapter 404: Rage

The high sun shone fiercely on the bluestone slabs of the courtyard, reflecting a dazzling white light, but it was not as frightening as the gaze of the noble young man under the corridor.

Li Liang stood alone in the middle of the yard, looking at the guards scattered around in an orderly manner. His heart continued to sink, but his mind became clearer than ever before.

"You, are you from the Song family?" It was a hot day, but his face was as white as snow. "Are you the eldest son of the Duke of Ying's Mansion? Or... the second master?"

Song Han?

How could he think he was Song Han?

Song Mo's heart became even colder.

"What's the difference?" he asked Li Liang, and walked slowly to the steps with his hands behind his back, looking down at the man in the middle of the yard who was trembling with fear. "What's the difference if Song Han comes?"

Li Liang raised his head and saw the disdain in Song Mo's eyes.

Events from many years ago came to his mind one by one, and the humiliation that had been buried deep in his heart for more than a decade suddenly erupted like a volcano.

"Where is the heir? Did you kidnap her from Dengshi?" He clenched his fists and stared at Song Mo, his eyes bloodshot. "You were the ones who dumped her to us like a piece of trash... What? Now you suddenly remember that the Song family still has a daughter who is wandering outside. You can find a foster nanny to teach her the rules for a few years, and then you can marry her to your Song family? Bah! Her surname is Li, and she has nothing to do with your Song family. Don't even think about harming her! This is not fifteen years ago! Song Yichun, that beast, is in charge. Even The Song family lost their re-election as the Prince's tutor, but got the position of the military governor of the Five Armies. Our Li family is no longer the Li family of the past! The barefoot are not afraid of those who wear shoes. If you don't hand over the heir, I will go to Chang'an Street to appeal for justice and let the whole world know what you, the Song family, did in the past!" As he said this, he rushed to the chamber, "Your Majesty, Your Majesty, are you in there? Your uncle is here, don't be afraid, I will rescue you now..."

How could Duan Gongyi and his men let him get close to Song Mo? They pushed him to the ground in no time.

The nobleman in the house heard this and ran out like a calf: "Uncle, uncle, I'm here!"

Dou Zhao didn't dare to stop her. Fortunately, Jingui and Yingui were guarding outside the door. The door creaked open and the two sisters held the heir against the door.

"Uncle, uncle!" Seeing Li Liang being pressed to the ground, Yugui cried like a tearful man and struggled to go to Li Liang.

Li Liang also stretched his neck and shouted "hereditary" and asked her: "Did they do anything to you?"

The heir cried and shook her head.

It was as if Song Mo and his gang were bandits, and they were the innocent people being robbed by the bandits.

What is going on?

Dou Zhao, who followed over, shook his head and couldn't help looking at Song Mo.

Song Mo's face was indeed as black as the bottom of a pot.

Dou Zhao could only gently touch the noble's shoulder and said softly: "Don't make a fuss, just be obedient, and I will ask them to release your uncle, okay?"

He couldn't help nodding his head, and even knelt down to kowtow to Dou Zhao: "I'll obey you, I'll do whatever you ask me to do, just don't hurt my uncle!"

Just as Dou Zhao was about to nod, he heard a "click" in the yard.

Everyone couldn't help but look in the direction of the sound.

Then I saw Song Mo kick the beauty's backrest under the veranda and break it.

Dou Zhao and the others couldn't help but smile bitterly.

The hermit was so frightened that he was shaking and didn't even dare to cry.

Dou Zhao sighed, and was afraid that the daughter would suddenly struggle and hurt the baby in her belly, so he signaled Jingui and Yingui to help the daughter back to the chamber to sit down, and personally poured a cup of tea for the daughter, and whispered to comfort her: "The prince's temper is usually good. You crying like this will make him irritable. Stop crying, he will ask your uncle a few questions and he will let your uncle go."

"I won't cry, I won't cry!" The nobleman hastily assured Dou Zhao, but his tears fell even more violently than before.

Why is she a tearful beauty?

Dou Zhao was helpless and gently wiped her tears.

Li Liang was a man of strong appearance but weak heart. Song Mo's kick completely wiped out the last bit of his courage.

He lay on the ground, silently shedding tears: "My Lord, I beg you, it was all my sister's fault in the past, and it has nothing to do with you. Please be magnanimous and let you go! She knows nothing, and we haven't told her anything. She is a girl and she is married. Although she can't be said to have luxurious clothes and delicious food, she is better than most people. Please be magnanimous and let her live..."

It would have been fine if Li Liang didn't mention the noble's marriage, but when he did, Song Mo's face turned pale.

He walked over with a sullen face, his toes seemingly lightly stepping on Li Liang's shoulders.

Li Liang only felt a piercing pain in his shoulder. He let out a "ouch" and then his shoulder lost feeling, but he heard a "crack" sound of a broken bone.

He looked pale.

Song Mo stepped on his right shoulder, and he was afraid that he would not be able to write for a while. It takes a hundred days to heal a broken bone. He is a bookkeeper. If he can't write for such a long time, how can he work?

"My Lord, my Lord!" He begged for mercy in a low voice, tears streaming down his face, his heart feeling as if it were being cut by a knife.

Chen Jia had no idea how many prisoners he had interrogated, but others didn't know. As soon as he saw the way Song Mo stepped on Li Liang and the injury on him, he knew that half of Li Liang's shoulder was disabled. And looking at Song Mo's appearance, he was afraid that he had not only disabled him. Of course, even if Song Mo really did something to this Li, he, a member of the Jinyiwei Zhensi, would naturally take care of the aftermath. But he had just seen clearly that the hereditary and her uncle were really affectionate. If Li Liang died like this, and the hereditary knew nothing, he would probably have to spend a lot of time persuading the hereditary.

He stepped forward and hugged Song Mo's feet, whispering, "My Lord, the young lady is in trouble. If you feel uncomfortable, please wait until this Li has finished speaking, so as to avoid the young lady misunderstanding you."

Song Mo crushed Li Liang twice more before he lifted his feet.

Chen Jia breathed a sigh of relief.

Only then did Li Liang feel the pain, and beads of sweat the size of beans instantly covered his forehead.

Chen Jia hurriedly stuffed a pill into his mouth and said, "It's for pain relief. Just bear with it for now. I'll go get a doctor for you. Once I get back to the prince, I'll have the doctor come and check your pulse."

Li Liang was shaking with pain and couldn't help but moan softly.

Chen Jia glanced at Duan Gongyi.

Duan Gongyi nodded, and he and Xia Lian, one on each side, carried Li Liang to the tea room next door.

Without Song Mo's nod, how could Chen Jia dare to call a doctor for Li Liang? What he said just now was just to coax Li Liang to answer Song Mo's question in a polite way.

He had no intention of getting himself into trouble any deeper, so he hurriedly bowed to Song Mo and said respectfully, "I'll go see if the madam has any instructions..." hoping to use this as an excuse to get out of the situation.

Who knew that Song Mo saw that he acted in an orderly manner, and said: "If there is anything for the Madam, she will naturally tell Jin Gui and Yingui. You follow me." Then he walked towards the tea room.

Chen Jia had no choice but to take a few steps forward in front of Song Mo and help Song Mo lift the curtain.

This tea room was used to heat water and steam snacks for the female relatives who came to burn incense. It was only half a meter square and, in addition to a small charcoal stove, there was a dark cabinet and two stools by the window. Several grown men were squeezed in there and found it difficult to turn around.

Song Mo ordered Duan Gongyi and Xia Lian: "Go outside and watch."

Duan Gongyi and Xia Lian retreated respectfully, and Chen Jia had no choice but to hold Li Liang alone.

Song Mo sat on the bench beside him.

The painkillers started to take effect. Although half of Li Liang's body was numb and he couldn't move, he didn't feel any pain anymore.

Chen Jia used his foot to hook a small stool next to the stove for watching the fire for Li Liang to sit on, and then retreated to the door.

Song Mo asked Li Liang: "What happened back then?"

His tone was as calm and composed as before.

Chen Jia couldn't help but glance at Song Mo.

Li Liang was surprised and asked, "Didn't the Duke ask you to come?"

From the moment he saw the relic, things became unbelievable, and Song Mo knew that there was a deviation in his cognition.

He said vaguely: "Everyone says something different. I just want to know what happened back then."

When Li Liang heard this, his eyes immediately turned red like an enraged bull.

Chen Jia was afraid that he would do what he did just now and scold the Song family without caring about anything. As a result, he would feel happy but Song Mo would be angry, and he might even lose his life in vain.

Chen Jia hurriedly reminded him: "The prince only heard about what happened back then from his elders. If he believed it completely, why would he let his subordinates investigate the hereditary girl? If they didn't investigate the hereditary girl, how could they have saved the hereditary girl..." Thinking of the hereditary girl's experience, Song Mo would never mention it to other people no matter what. But if Li Liang didn't know what happened to the hereditary girl, he would probably think that he had made a great contribution by raising the hereditary as before, and would be proud and rude when talking to Song Mo. Instead of letting Song Mo get angry, it would be better to make Li Liang feel distressed and guilty.

Chen Jia paused for a moment and simply told Li Liang about the heirloom in a low voice.

Song Mo didn't stop him.

It would be better to let this Li guy know what he has done, so that he won’t be so shameless as to call himself an evil “uncle”.

Li Liang widened his eyes.

He looked at Song Mo, whose face was as gloomy as water, and then at Chen Jia, who had a solemn expression, and screamed "Impossible": "You lied to me! You must have looked down on the Wei family, so you tricked me into letting Yu Gui and Wei Bairui get divorced..."

Although he said this, he knew in his heart that this was most likely true, otherwise, considering the prominence of the Song family, why would Song Mo remain silent, and why did the heir look so thin and weak.

He covered his face and started crying, "It's all my fault... If I had insisted on not marrying the heir to Wei Bairui... I clearly felt that the Wei man had evil eyes, and my heart was beating fast, but I was deceived by the woman in the house and married the heir off like this... At most one year, if I had kept the heir for another year, and you had found her, the heir might have been able to marry into a good family..."

Why is Li Liang’s wife brought up again?

Chen Jia muttered to himself, thinking that Song Mo must be confused too, and asked, "What does the fact that the noble married that Wei have to do with your wife?"

Some people always like to put the blame on others.

Li Liang said: "I made it clear when I got married. I have a widowed mother, a married sister and a little niece. I will marry the girl who can accommodate my sister and niece. The woman agreed at first, but I didn't expect that she changed her attitude after a long time. Not only did she dislike my sister, she also urged me to marry the heir as soon as possible. The heir's age is She was still young. I wanted to keep her for two more years, but our family situation became increasingly difficult. My wife used the heir's dowry as an excuse, saying that if I married her off now, I could still buy her a decent dowry, but in a few years, she would have to marry a poor man. It just so happened that Wei Quan came to propose marriage again, so I married her off..." He said bitterly, "It's all because of this wife. She ruined the heir's future!"